He had seen her a number of times since his introduction to Mark. (The man who had taken him so forcefully)
She had insisted that he wear the lingerie that he had worn that first time, on every occasion. As far as he was concerned the sexual excitement with her was beyond belief. He had never met anyone as wonderful as her in his life and doubted that he would ever again.
She had called him last evening and asked him to meet her at a shopping center close to her home. He had agreed without hesitation thinking that he would again experience that unbelievable experience of drinking her urine whilst looking at her eyes. To him it wasn’t degrading at all. Her personal champagne was to him the drink of the gods or goddesses at least. Whatever she did to eliminate that typical odor or taste was unique to her.
He had had experience with golden showers with other mistresses before. He had lain down on the bathroom floor whilst 5 women pissed over him, in his mouth, over his cock and balls, but never had any of these sessions turned him on like hers. He often fantasized of being forcibly held whilst a group of nubile men pissed on him. He had almost gone the distance with this but had withdrawn at the last moment.
He met her at the correct time. She told him that she was shopping for lingerie and in they went to a major department store. He followed her dutifully, not realizing what was in store for him. As she had told him, he had shaved all of the body hair from himself. It had felt quite strange at first, but he had warmed to the task and now shaved every day. His piercing through his nipples had hurt quite a bit, but he would do almost anything for this woman.
She browsed in the section where they kept the briefest and most erotic fashions. G-string bikinis, push up bras, satin corsets and fine hose were pulled and prodded. At last she selected a wardrobe of items and walked towards the change rooms. She carried a black g-string, matching corset, frilly suspender belt and sheer black stockings. He seemed almost bored with the waiting, but as she entered the change area, she turned on her heel and beckoned him with her finger. He went over slowly and she whispered in his ear to follow her. Her tongue danced around his ear and there was no doubt that he would obey her command. She entered the last cubicle pulled him through and closed the door. In a whisper she told him to strip naked. The look on his face was priceless. The only words she uttered so far were these. “ You didn’t really think that these were for me did you?” With that he shed his clothes and waited.
She handed him the dainty lingerie one piece at a time. He dressed without question. She opened the door and led him out into the hallway to admire him in the full-length mirror. As aroused as he was, he hesitated, until she pulled out the cat and swished it in front of him. He did as he was told.
He stood there whilst she admired him. She insisted that he turn around so she could see the total picture. He warmed to the way she had dressed him. His erection started to grow. She asked him to touch his toes. As he did the cat whistled. She landed a couple of blows when a voice startled them both. A security guard had entered the dressing room, obviously brought there by a man entering a women’s area. He walked back into the cubicle as the guard spoke to his mistress. The cat was back in her bag but the guard had seen the whipping. Heated words were exchanged between the guard and his mistress. He peeked out to see the guard walking away, followed by his mistress. They stopped at the entry to the dressing room. The guard locked the door.
As she walked towards him she was smiling. She stopped and said. “I have had to make certain promises to him to stop him from calling the police. You will do as you are told” She beckoned him down the hallway into a larger area used as a storeroom for the fixtures and fittings. She motioned him to the wall where the shelving was stored. She pulled his wrist and leg restraints from her bag and strapped him to the shelves. The coldness took his breath away but he endured the cold and also the embarrassment. He was still dressed in his lingerie and he knew that somewhere the guard was watching.
She pulled on his nipple rings, bent down and ran her tongue around the aroused areolas. His cock threatened to break the fabric of his panties. He was hot and looking forward to her next move. She took chains from her bag and weights. These she fastened to his nipple rings weighing them down. The pain was exquisite.
